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Mo Ye's dark and red eyes had an exceptional calm to them. He then gently brushed her sweaty hair aside and gently rubbed his warm lips on hers, which had become swollen from his kissing, extremely passionately. Eleven held his hand nervously.

"I know." Mo Ye gently said as he pecked her cheeks. "I always know."

Eleven was taken aback. Her long hair fell onto his chest, making her a few hints more adorable. She was in the mood to appreciate this and was slightly surprised at some things Mo Ye had long known. How did he know?

"How did you know what I didn't say?" Eleven asked him, seeming quite at a loss.

"Is this why you turned me down previously?" Mo Ye slowly asked. "I didn't recall that then, but after some thought, I realized that something was amiss. Meng Lianying had the toxin in her. Since the toxins in you came from her, I'm guessing it should be the same case."